Page 26 of The Time Of Kings (An Afterlife Story #1)

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LIVING IN SIN

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It was a fickle thing.

The way it seemed fated to come back around, making you relive certain moments you had once thought lost, long ago. Like the feeling of plummeting to what should have been certain death. However, I may have once lived as a mortal in a mortal world but that was no longer the case. For this was his world and in it, he was never going to let me fall. Never would he be prepared to let me go.

Never willing to let me die.

Even if it meant breaking my heart and leaving me. He would do it all, just to save me. Because death was not a Fate he would ever allow to happen. Which was why I was soon feeling his arms go around me before he spread his wings and soared back up into the air, preventing us from hitting the ground. I gripped tightly to his clothes, never able to get over my fear of heights despite spending many times like this in his arms. Often, he would take me back to our cave where we would spend the night away from all else. Away from duty and royal obligations. A secret place where only the two of us existed.

Our perfection.

Well, now I had no idea where he had taken me to, only that at some point I had forgotten to act like this was all new and frightening to me. Forgot that this should have freaked the hell out of me, enough to act like some screaming wild cat in his arms.

By the time he landed, we were far from the castle. Now surrounded by woodland and in a clearing that reminded me very much like the one we first met in. It was as though Fate was intervening and replaying like some time-travelling soap opera.

Oh, and yeah, he definitely noticed my lack of ‘oh shit, my fiancé just turned into a Demon with wings’ reaction. All it took from him was for a single raised brow down at me to have me shrugging my shoulders. Then his arms folded over his chest, making me add a nervous giggle to this. And all this before I did the sane thing and spun on a heel to start running for my future. Needless to say, this flight response of mine didn’t get me as far as I would have liked. Not when he opened his wings and took to the sky once more, and when I looked behind me to see how far he was, I found that he was gone. Which meant that I ended up barrelling straight into him instead as he landed right in front of me.

“Want to try that again, little human?” he asked, dropping any pretence of us being the same now that his supernatural side had fully emerged.

Although, it was nice to see his Angel in there, as there were no horns to speak of and his eyes were glowing purple rather than burning with crimson-red Hellfire. There was also no Hellish armour forged on his skin, nor were there scales on his wings, demonically tipped with talons.

Of course, the sight of Draven like this wasn’t exactly shocking anymore. The way his veins glowed purple beneath the skin, or the size of his impressive wingspan was a sight I had seen many times before. Even the way his dark feathers ruffled before he folded them back behind his large frame was usually something that made me smile.

“Okay, so I know how this looks,” I said lamely, making him cross his arms once more and causing the material to tighten around his shoulders and biceps.

“Is that so? For it looks as though you have been keeping more than one secret from me… for now I believe there to be many,” he added when leaning forward slightly, impatience coating his words.

“Oh, and this coming from the guy with wings! Now that’s rich… You wanna talk about secrets, King of Kings?” I huffed, making him narrow his gaze down at me.

“Yes, and so it seems as though they were for naught, for I see now that my hopes of sparing you the frightening truth was a pointless endeavour,” he snapped back, making me roll my eyes at him.

“Oh please, it was to spare you the chance of having me want to run from you, and you know it!” I argued, and it did nothing to remove that frown from his face.

“Fear tends to make people run, yes,” he pointed out dryly.

“Yes, and wives even more so, especially when they learn they have married not a mortal like they were led to believe but a Demon King,” I pointed out.

He flinched at this because he knew as well as I did that was exactly what he had intended to do.

“Then I should have saved myself the bother and revealed myself to you from the start, for clearly you are no mere mortal yourself.”

I huffed at that again. But when he started to walk me backwards, doing so until my back hit a tree, I knew I had been backed into a corner… literally.

Especially when his wings came forward and I was caged in by feathers and flesh. I spiralled into my own past that night on the rooftop where he had done the same thing to prevent me from running. However, back then, what I had seen had given me more than enough cause to want to escape.

Now… not so much.

“I am just a human,” I stated, making him tsk down at me.

“You are not just anything,” he corrected, making me blush. “But as for what you know, now that I am most interested in… so this is the part where you start talking, little thief.”

I swallowed hard, and his eyes homed in on the action, flashing brighter for a half a second. As for me, this was a real oh shit moment, as I knew that my future relied on what I told him. However, the second it looked as though I might lie, he suddenly collared my throat. He didn’t hurt me, but it was tight enough for me to recognise it as a substantial warning. Because I knew enough of my husband’s world to understand why his kind did this.

It was so they could detect when a lie was being told.

“Now I ask you again, how do you know of my world?”

I swallowed hard, yet again, and this time it was one he felt for himself. I also knew that it was impossible for me to lie in this moment, which is why I didn’t even try. So, after taking a deep breath, I told him.

“I have seen your kind ever since I was a child.”

His eyes widened in surprise at that, as clearly, he hadn’t expected it.

“You do not lie.” It wasn’t a question but more of a statement, one I answered all the same.

“I have no reason to.”

“So, I was right, you have always known who I was.”

I nodded at this.

“And yet you said nothing… why?” he asked incredulously, and well, this was when things started to get trickier.

“I first wanted to know what type of man you were.”

He raised a sceptical brow at this. Which was why I thought to remind him,

“You did have me kidnapped, after all.”

He scanned the length of me and said,

“Yes, and for good reason, seeing as my Seeker told me who you were to me… but you knew that already, didn’t you?”

Again, I swallowed hard and told him,

“I knew who you were, yes… yet I was unsure how I was to fit into your world exactly.”

He frowned, as if detecting only half a lie. Or was it more of a half-truth. Either way, he didn’t look utterly convinced. So, I continued in hopes that he would believe me.

“I had dreams of you, so travelled here in hopes of finding you.”

“And what of the companions that accompanied you?”

I flinched at that, well, as much as I could with his hand still held at my neck.

“Friends of mine whose only crime was to help me,” I told him, making him tut down at me, his grin more of the sinister type.

“Oh, I think you will find their crimes amount to that of your own.”

I gasped before telling him, “So that’s how you still see me?!”

“No, but anyone who tries to keep you from me, yes, their crimes are great indeed.”

I gritted my teeth.

“Then I hope they are long gone and far from your reach,” I sneered, making him growl down at me. But our little showdown only lasted so long, as he was the first one to break the staring match.

“I must say, you certainly knew how to play the act,” he said, letting me go and walking away to put space between us. That hand that had once been shackling my throat was now fisted at his side in frustration.

“Yes, well clearly I wasn’t the only one!” I snapped, making him whip his head back around to look at me.

“I didn’t act around you,” he argued.

“Oh, but you did. For did you or did you not pretended to be human?” I asked, causing his jawline to harden. But when he didn’t answer, I continued to make my point, because he knew that I had him backed into a proverbial corner. “You pretended just as I did, the only difference was that I pretended not to know any different. So, answer me this, how are you any better than me? How am I to blame here when I didn’t do anything that you, yourself, didn’t do?” I said, making him run a frustrated hand through his hair before giving me his back. Then after a few silent moments I watched his tensed wings drop slightly with the movement of his shoulders.

“You are right, we both lied,” he admitted… and well, he couldn’t really argue against it.

“Question is, what to do about it?” he added, making me smirk.

I knew exactly what I could do about it. Which was why I took charge and walked towards him with purpose. His expression was one of surprise, and even a little distrust, as I only stopped when I was close enough to grip his lapel. Then with a tug, he got the hint and lowered his head enough for me to whisper over his lips,

“I know exactly what I am going to do about it.”

Then before I kissed him, I lowered my knees to the grass. I also couldn’t help but glance up, not wanting to miss the look of shock on his face. Dark eyes that flashed a brighter purple as I started to undo his breeches.

It didn’t exactly take a Demon with a doctorate to know what I was doing. Especially when I tugged his clothes down and was quick to take his cock in hand. One that had no problem with rising to the task.

And the best thing about doing this was that I’d had thirty years of practice and knew exactly what my husband liked. Which is why I started by trailing my tongue up from his balls to the very tip, all the while looking up at him, maintaining eye contact.

This was always a big turn on for Draven, and now was no different, as that heat in his eyes grew from the sight. And just on cue, a hand suddenly embedded itself in my hair the second I took him fully into my mouth. The hiss of pleasure coming from him was like a drug to my ears.

“Fuck!” I grinned around his length so he could feel it for himself. That self-satisfaction I gained from knowing what I could do to him. Hence why I teased him, sucking down his length while keeping a tight seal with my lips before pulling back. This was so I could alternate between licking every delicious inch and latching my lips to the sides of his hard cock. Then I ran my wet mouth up and down, caressing his sensitive skin.

I let myself reach the tip once more before opening wide enough to take even more of him down my throat. Purposely relaxing enough to take as much of him as I could, with every journey down gaining more of him. This despite never once making it to the base without gagging. A sound he certainly enjoyed as his fingers formed a fist to hold me there for a few seconds longer. His dominant hold soaked my core in seconds.

“Yes… fuck, yes… hold it there, my girl… take all of me!” he said, his voice a deep husk that made my insides flutter. My arousal dripped down into the underwear I was forced to wear of this time period… thanks to Draven having no patience last night when getting them off me. Not that I had any complaints at the time.

Either way, the sounds he was making were hot as holy hell. The growls he was now free to let me hear, along with the view of heated veins that pulsated in his Demon form. But then I knew teasing him and edging him was something I could only get away with for so long. As Draven was soon growling his demands down at me.

“You play with fire, woman!”

I couldn’t help but laugh at that with his cock still heavy in my mouth. The vibrations to which he felt rippling down his length. I then looked up and winked at him, which was his only warning.

I doubled down and started to suck his cock in earnest. Each time taking him deeper and keeping him there for longer. And to the point that his legs nearly buckled when he snarled,

“Fuck!” His wings aided him in staying on his feet as he slammed the ends of them into the ground just so to keep him steady. I knew he was close and, this time, he wasn’t ready to let me tease him, as both hands came to my head. His hold on me made sure I was going nowhere as he pumped his hips with greater speed. The feel of his muscles tensing told me enough to know he was seconds away from coming.

“I am close… my good girl… you will… ahhh… fuck… swallow it down… NOW!” he roared this last part, before throwing his head back and bellowing his release out to the wilderness around us. Doing so just as the first jets of cum shot from the tip and filled my mouth. I gagged around him, swallowing quickly the heavy load he poured down my throat.

The action of me gulping him down only added to his pleasure as he continued to empty himself between my lips, his cum spilling from the sides.

His body was held taut as he thrust a few more times into my mouth, and I drank the last of him down. Then I felt his hands on me soften as he stroked my hair back before cupping my cheek. His expression was loving and tender as he watched when I licked up any mess I might have made. My eager tongue lapped up every drop in a way that proved that I adored his cock. He looked astonished by the sight, as if he couldn’t believe what he had done to deserve such an Electus.

Which was why he was soon leaning down to grasp the top of my arm so he could gently pull me back to standing. Then once there he asked,

“Is it too soon to marry you today?” I threw my head back and laughed at that, before I wrapped my arms around him and said,

“I don’t know, Demon…”

“…I kind of like living in sin.”